From here...since it seems to me that the tendency to lean implies flow and sympathy with that.
I find myself taking the opportunity to condense what I have here by putting, now stitching, one thing that I might like a lot over another that I need to let go of. In this way nothing is really lost, but there is less. At least it seems that way. Therefore feeding my tendency to crave more space. And the tendency toward being obsessed with one thing becoming another. Over and over.
Silly me. I had forgotten the black and white ones. My personal rainbow would not be complete without them.
I am thinking these beans should just meander through the cloth we call Home. On both sides. That I might stitch them without planning where they go. Just go. Starting somewhere on one edge and wander through till I hit another. Not looking at it from a compositional stand point. Not at all.